Hekatomb

In the name of the Lord, I come against you — carried forth by the wind of your fall Behold and ponder; Hell is made anew — the brimstone comes alive Come and greet the judgment — in which you shall dissolve Bow and give thanks for we have pillaged God — and made his vengeance our own In the name of the Lord, I come against you — high on the sweet irony of the cross Behold and ponder; You will have no peace — no restless and rootless fall Come now, greet the downfall — of your revered free will Bow and give thanks for we have built on death — and made her hunger our home In the name of the Lord, I come against you — carried forth by the wind of your fall Accept now the flame In which you shall be cleansed Behold and ponder; Hell is made anew See now, the brimstone of my psalms come alive Accept now the faith in which you shall devolve Come and greet the judgment — in which you shall dissolve Bow and give thanks for we have pillaged God — and made his vengeance our own

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Thick flows the river of depravity And thick flows the flood of vile sin We sing softly to the gates for them to open And let the holy fire in Have no mercy upon us, Lord We seek no justice, only death Earth's heavenly mirror lies broken And the web of souls has been torn apart Take now this handful of whoredom and filth And fill the hole in your heart Have no mercy upon us, Lord We seek no justice, We seek no trial or chance Have no mercy, Lord We seek naught but death Waken now sinner and consider The itching teeth of what's to come All that you've created even that sign from God Shall with you now be undone Have no mercy upon us, Lord We seek no justice, we seek no trial or chance Have no mercy, Lord Let perdition rise and take form The moon is bleeding the sky is sackcloth and ash Have no mercy, Lord Let our destruction run its course We stand measured in the now Blessed but yet to earn The language of the void The lost tongue of the depths Beneath us float spells of power Above us worlds of light The phlegm of the Holy Mother We hang gutted on the cross Cleansed but yet to learn The mantras of the dead The chorus of decay Before us lie aeons of black Behind us shreds of life The skin of the first and the last

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Here is your redeemer! Here is your hope! Here is your messiah! Worship him now! Worship him! Without sin and full of heaven Furiously searching our reins and hearts 888 the hinge is a priestess Shedding skin in the sacristy And if thou be the ONE son of God cast thyself down! Cast thyself down! For we have vowed to poison the sky We even brought songs from the city of blood Angels kneel as darkness descends Shedding skin on the throne of light Here is your saviour! Here is your trust! Here is your messiah! Worship him now Let him in! Without skin and full of heaven Furiously searching our reins and hearts 888 the lamb is ascending Shedding sins in the realm above And if thou be the ONE son of God cast thyself down! Cast thyself down! For we have come to conquer he lie Armed with true sight and the worm that cuts rock Crosses bow as the eye opens Shedding skin on the throne of light Here is your redeemer! Here is your hope! Here is your messiah! Worship him now! Shedding skin!

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Locked in a constant search for a host God's chosen parasites gather Beyond the burning skies of the utmost north The descent of a sun...of flesh and blood Spawn of damnation's bride Line of the cockatrice Behold the bond-slaves of the vampire star Behold the twin-river demon And now a flash-flood of rot and of human tar The temple of Mammon...still standing tall Web woven from the trust of the viper Rope made from the pride of a rat Serving as knights of the illusion Chosen as lords of the great lie By ancient law we've lost our right to exist For have we not brought upon ourselves damnation? Yet we never expected Hell to look like this An inferno with flames...of flesh and blood Breed of deception's tribe Line of the cockatrice Numb in the poisonous net of Sirion's will Stuck in the snares of the hidden hand And as the true blood of the north is frozen still The tower of the flame...is bound to fall Web woven from the trust of the viper Rope made from the pride of a rat Serving as knights of the illusion Chosen as lords of the great lie

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Behold! We come with manna drawn from Heaven Ancient portals stand prepared Come now, soar with us above the many waters The world starts here and now Hearken! We brought the voice of the hidden realm Mute explosions lead the way Come now, give ear to the silent roar Of the metamorphosis As fallen from the heavens — As granted from above Forbidden harvest divine, the very flesh of the gods Succumb now to the spirit and succumb now to the void And succumb now to the darkness in which you shall evolve Behold! We come with manna drawn from heaven Nameless dimensions lay ahead Come now, and kneel before the spirit Of this holy elixir Hearken! We brought the voice of the hidden realm Tongueless knowledge falls like rain Come now, accept the dense fear In which you shall evolve As fallen from the heavens — As granted from above Forbidden harvest divine, the very flesh of the gods Succumb now to the spirit and succumb now to the void And succumb now to the darkness in which you shall evolve As fallen from the heavens — As granted from above Forbidden harvest divine, the very flesh of the gods Succumb now to the spirit and succumb now to the void And succumb now to the darkness in which you shall evolve

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

In golden flames, the old self is burning Worlds tremble as my cup overflows Former deserts flooded with spirit Come! Bask now in the glow of the rebirth Six hours of falling forever Through the loops of the refiner's void A furnace of spiritual plenum Cruel wheel of unrelenting ego death I give in to the void — lest we be trapped in here forever Lest we be — within the without Observing myself from the left wall Each candle a waterfall of gold The blue room vibrates to gain power No past, no future, only now Sudden metamorphosis burst forth Waves of latent divinity released The remnants of the lower self lie shattered The one-ness of God splintered and dispersed We travel inwards... North and South collide with a thunder East and West have merged with up and down Time itself has long lost its meaning All hail the new sacrament! I give in to the void Lest we be trapped in here forever Most of the face appears missing No surface has ever been dry Hands of cold reach for my soul No past, no future, only now I give in to the void lest we be trapped in here forever Lest we be stuck in the banishment — we soar within the without I give in to the void lest we be trapped in here forever The spirit of the new sacrament has built in us a tomb

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

And as our song one last time shall rise So shall the dead — So shall the dead From all that's dwelling below the skies Let the false heaven's praise arise False salvation loud proclaim and shout for the joy of the false god's name Blessed be the song of the fraud and the sham Blessed be the foul masquerade of the lamb Hosanna! Behold the rise of an army of well-dressed anti-Christs And as the one torch at last shall burn So shall the flesh — So shall the tenets of the flesh So shall the doctne of the womb So shall the gospel of the birth So shall the promise of the Lord And as the first voice in war shall drown So shall the last — so shall the despair of the last And as his word now shall come alive So shall the dead — so shall the dead For all that's dwelling below the skies That blind destruction that in us thrives Holy water upon the young and holy poison under the tongue Cherish the ashes, revere the dust Embrace the vows of the jewel wasp Hosanna, Stolen gospelshine — Hosanna to the false divine And as the one law at last shall fall So shall the flesh — so shall the tenets of the flesh So shall the doctrine of the womb So shall the gospel of the birth So shall the promise of the Lord So shall the blessings of the damned And as our psalms one last time shall roar So shall our doom — So shall the trumpets of our doom

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

Smouldering tongues lips of wheat Kissing the cross of blessed perversion Come ride the honest lies Of the lamb and of the dove Hallelujah! Pallor mortis! Holy is the blade that gave birth to the fine wound of the preacher's tongue Gospel of salt, psalms of acid We wash our prayers in the poisoned name of God Wind and fire have replaced our song Lo and behold — light and darkness have replaced our flesh Death has become our blood Smouldering tongues whips of breath Licking the blood of cursed salvation In sinless guilt we stand And four suns shall see us burn Hallelujah! Algor mortis! Holy is the flame that gave birth to the ashes of the sinner's mouth Gospel of salt, psalms of acid We flood our gardens with the tainted wine of Christ Fog and shadow have replaced our rays Lo and behold — mould and decay have replaced our days Death has become our god

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025